1 Mother 2 Another

I’m headed out for three days with
my hubby for a much-needed mini-vacation. Yes, we just went to
Colorado a month ago, but that was with the kids. This is the two
of us, three days – BY OURSELVES.


I can wear whatever I want and not worry if it’s compatible
with grape juice, or if my child is going to look down my shirt and
say, “I can see Mommy’s boobies!” I will eat
chocolate whenever I desire, without fear of having to share
– or even having the Breath Police accuse me –
“Mommy, I smell suh-wock-o-whate on your breath. Did you eat
some?” I will choose a restaurant based on its wine list, not
based on whether the mac n’ cheese on the kid’s menu is
Kraft or some inferior imposter.


I will sleep, uninterrupted, through the night.


And just as important, I will wake up whenever I want. And not one
damn minute sooner.


Seriously. Do. Not. Disturb.